I’ve been meaning to, but I keep forgetting. Partly it’s because I’m a bit busy at work at the moment, managing 20 people. But mostly it’s because I spend a good chunk of my day reading my friends pages. You people do keep me entertained.
Anywho, last week was great. Doctor Who author and Big Finish producer, Simon Guerrier was in town. He’s the man who edited two of my Benny stories – one of which I’m still very proud of (Denial, for those of you who know who Benny is and read the Benny anthologies).
I caught up with Simon, and his lovely wife, over the course of a week and a half. The Thursday night at the Standard (with Erykah and Dave) was brilliant. We sat for six hours (but only seemed like a few minutes) and discussed all things Doctor Who, punctuated by jugs of beer and food.
Last Thursday night, he and his wife and his sister and Erykah came over and watched Joe Lidster’s Torchwood episode over a nice bottle of wine. It was great fun and the episode was good as well – probably one of the better one’s of what’s been a very average season, and far better than the previous weeks confused mess. More Doctor Who was spoken and there was even a guest starring role from my Ewok costume.
Other than Simon’s visit, life with Jules in our nice new place, has been good. I know it drives Jules crazy, but the experience of unpacking all my books – out of about 35 or so boxes – was a transcendent experience. The room – that I now call my study – has three bookshelves, filled with more than 1,500 magnificent books (and about 200 Doctor Who books as well). A magnificent sight.
Jules, for some reason, keeps well away from the “study”. She finds me staring longingly at all the books, this beatific smile on my face, a bit disturbing. Whatever.
Best of all, today I ordered myself a writing desk and chair from Officeworks. Nothing fancy. But I’ve haven’t had a desk of my own for over five years, so I’m excited. I’m hoping that being surrounded by all my little
children books, will inspire me to write (or at least finish my Uncle’s memoir).
On the book front, I’m currently reading Stephen King’s Duma Key. After the disappointment that was Lisey’s Story, Duma Key is so very much better. Don’t believe the reviewers that say the book is too long and needs a good edit. Duma Key is King at his most personal, most intimate and most true.